Welcome to Night Vale

It has come to my attention that people think that I spend too much time in the Bunker. Which...I'd like to argue but it is totally fair. It's just so full of interesting things. Anyway, I've decided to throw a party.

SATURDAY, MARCH 5th
I have reserved the Desert Flower Bowling Alley & Arcade for the night.

Everyone is invited.
I'm sure I'm not the only one that could use some fun and more friends. Starts at 7.

Objects where they shouldn't be. Familiar songs in wrong keys, never resolved.

Ghosts dance on top of one another. Stacking infinitum. Worlds over worlds over worlds balancing until the box opens and the cat comes out. Or doesn't.

No armor, no steel. The hum is wrong.

So we're going to mix things up for Fight Club this month. In honor of February, all matches are going to be doubles matches. So you're going to need a partner. If you don't have one, feel free to ask around. If worse comes to worse, we can assign people a partner day of, but it'll probably be better if you've had some time to train together.

We'll be having the fights on February 26.

steve.

I'm looking forward to fighting with you instead of against you.

Also, I got you something. Nothing big, but I figured with it being Valentine's and all.

felicity.

We need to get you sparring so that you can start taking part in these. You just need to be trained up a little and then I know you could kick ass with no trouble.

I seriously can not believe it's been 7 months now since I've been here. I thought I would have a difficult time adjusting to live here, but it really hasn't been that bad. If you're new in town, or just need a friendly face to talk to, come on down to the Pour Judgement. We have some of the hottest bartenders around, and no, I'm totally not biased.

Figures.

Save the world from a vengeful god and immediately get banished to another alternate reality.

Can’t a guy catch a break?

Urianger, what have you done now?

This certainly is not the Source.

By the Twelve, I need a drink.

Right. Well. Given it looks like I'm the last one left again the Jedi Temple will be open to the public. If you want to come meditate, or have group meditation, it can be arranged.

Lessons will also be had in: meditation (both moving meditation and regular), melee and hand to hand (beginner to advanced), force techniques (some can be adapted), and last but not least lightsaber training. Going to spoil some fun but; this is only available if you take a few classes of the advanced melee class. Not doubting anyone's capabilities with a sword, but 'sabers are vastly different. Don't need more people in the cool hand club, and you'll need to adjust to the difference.

If people want to join me in running, I go every (early) morning.

Full-welcome though this opportunity would otherwise be, I regret that present circumstances afford us precious little respite.

I must therefore beseech whoever is responsible for mine summoning to undo their work with all due haste. What expertise I have is at thy disposal, should said feat as yet be beyond thee.

Dean - I didn't know what to get you, so I owe you a night of crazy sex. Happy birthday, babe.

How do birthdays work if you died?

Can I just claim an age to turn today? 25 wasn't a terrible year. I wouldn't mind being 25 again. I should get some kind all things considered.

[private to endverse!dean]
happy birthday jackass.

It's a little early, but Happy New Year.

[ BETH ]

Well. Humanity was fun while it lasted.

I have to say, it's a little weird to be celebrating Christmas in this place, but I'm trying to make the best of it. Does anyone have any exciting plans for the holidays?

So this, uh. Not what I was expecting.

I've seen the Good, Bad, and Medium, so what's this -- the Crazy?

Has anyone seen Chidi?

I've got the Three Bs tonight: A babysitter, booze, and board games. Who's down to get completely shitty-drunk and play Operation?

If we add Naked Twister to the mix, we'll make my four favorite B's.

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Don't judge my fun.

In the spirit of the epic sweater I just bought for tomorrow: show me your terrible holiday gear. The gaudier, the better.

I'm just putting it out there into the universe because I'm feeling kind of sad lonely: would anybody be interested in a big group thing for Thanksgiving? I have plenty of room at the bar and am willing to host.

Normally when I end up somewhere I've never been before, there's an abundance of alcohol involved. At the very least, there's far more nudity.

I've already been given the executive overview by Miss Lopez. She tells me I might have friends acquaintances here?

The holidays were never really a thing for us back home. I used to try to do something for Sammy when we were kids and occasionally we'd stop for a pie on Thanksgiving but that was it. Plus there was the time that we were almost sacrificed by the most annoying demi-gods.

It might be nice to try and do it like normal people. Cook a turkey, get a tree. I don't know. I was drinking egg nog. I might be a little sloshed.

[private to jon]
I was thinking. You and yours want to come to the bunker for Thanksgiving dinner? Cas and I could use some company and you know you're dying to read some of the books here.

[private to wynonna]
You’re having Thanksgiving dinner with us at the Bunker. Even if it’s just liquid.

I forgot how much I disliked paperwork. Keeping up with that alone is almost a full-time job, so I thought I'd put some feelers out: anyone interested in managing an office and wrangling a couple private investigators?

[ NANCY WHEELER ]

I found your name while I was going through the paperwork at the agency. It's my understanding that you were talking with Quistis about coming aboard, is that right?

[ BETH ]

What would you say about coming to work with me? Officially.

You know what I didn't miss at the end of the world? The complete ridiculousness of Christmas starting in November. If I have to hear Mariah Carey one more time, I might gouge my own eardrums out.

51 more days to go.